The day of fortune-telling for the dragon

Xuanlong didn't throw him out this time, because Huajue was outside the palace, so he could only send Huajue to a thatched hut on the back hill of the palace like a duck, with all the necessities in it. .

Xuanlong whispered: "You are good, remember that only I can come to you, you are not allowed to come to me, okay?"

Hua Jue muttered: "You are like this, I always feel that you have someone behind my back."

Xuanlong laughed.

Hua Jue grabbed him and asked, "Will the emperor kill you? They locked you here, what will they do to you?"

Xuanlong asked back: "If they let me marry another person, what will happen to you?"

Hua Jue froze for a moment, then said in a whisper: "No."

Xuan Long stared at him, and asked softly: "Then do you want to snatch the kiss?"

Hua Jue's eyes brightened: "Can I?"

Xuanlong laughed again, stretched out his hand to touch his head, and replied in a low voice: "As long as you come, I will follow you."

It didn't take long for Hua Jue to know that Xuanlong was not joking with him.Xuanlong is really going to marry another person—that is, the last immortal of the Qing Palace, that grass hag.It is rumored in Beijing that this is a divine marriage, to prolong the life of the country. The nameless evil dragon is subdued by the real dragon emperor and given a marriage to the half-immortal of the current world. This is a beautiful talk in the prosperous age.

The wedding is half a month away.

In the middle of the night, Xuanlong returned to the palace and walked along the road he was familiar with these days. A white figure stood on the road, staring at him with his head tilted. He didn't even look at it, and walked straight past.

"You still can't tell my real body." After he passed by, the person behind him spoke. He was playing with a small puppet in his hand, with the tails of his eyes raised, a bit like a fox.

The face hidden behind the crowd finally emerged, and the world-famous hag in the Qinggong Grass was actually a man.According to what he said, he is a hermaphrodite, so he sneaked into the Miao village to learn Gu techniques when he was a child and was never discovered.

Xuanlong turned his head and said lightly: "It's fine if you can't tell the difference."

"When you get married in the future, you have to recognize him. You have to find a living person with dual cultivation?" The grass hag followed and hugged his shoulder affectionately.Xuanlong remained motionless, his body tensed.

After a while, Xuanlong said coldly: "I'm going to sleep."

The man also let go of him, tilted his head and smiled again: "I just like you like this."

Xuanlong ignored him and walked straight to the end of the corridor: "Remember to give me what I want."

"What are you afraid of?" Grass ghost smiled, "With you, that crap book written by Ning Qing is not important, and it is not that important who the kid surnamed Hua is. I will attack him, let alone tell His Majesty."

Xuanlong let out an "um", then flashed into the room and disappeared.The grass hag hooked the corners of her lips, and slowly finished the second half of the sentence——

"As long as he stays in Jiangling obediently."

If Xuanlong faced a mirror at this time, he would also find that with every word Grass Witch uttered, his own eyes would turn redder, until they were completely dyed the blood red that only people in the devil way have.

According to what Xuanlong told him, Hua Jue obediently stayed in the shed in the hill behind the palace. One day, Wumei came to see him in a hurry, which shocked him.

The little brat didn't say much, he just stuffed him with a lot of pastries and delicacies that can only be found in the palace, and also stuffed him with a few books and strange stories that can only be found in the Ziwei Terrace, so that he would not feel lonely.Xuanlong doesn't come frequently, but whenever he comes, he will definitely haunt him.Recently, Hua Jue especially likes to hug his little black dragon and never let go of him. Xuanlong is used to him, and is also willing to lean into his arms.

Hua Jue reminded him: "You are getting married tomorrow, go back and get ready."

The little black dragon glanced at him: "What are you ready for?"

"Get ready to be snatched away by me." Hua Jue said seriously.

Xuanlong was held in his arms, raised his head and touched his lips: "You want to come."

The next day, according to Wumei's previous instructions, Hua Jue disguised herself as a ceremony official and was led by Wumei to the wedding venue.

Wumei said: "Divine weddings are different from ordinary weddings, so the venue is set at the altar. Of course, I don't know the other details. Although I sound like a leader now, I am actually under the control of others everywhere. I have to wait until that dead ladyboy steps down." It’s impossible to go.”

Hua Jue didn't pay much attention to what he said, but focused on looking for her own dragon.The ceremonial officials' costumes were cumbersome and gorgeous, and Hua Jue was not used to them, and it was inconvenient for her to move around.He became honest later, standing behind Wumei and waiting quietly.

Wumei asked him in a low voice: "Your dragon is going to marry someone else, don't you feel bad?"

Hua Jue looked at him: "You don't know, I was married to Little Phoenix in his illusion. I am his real husband."

Wumei smiled at him: "Lang Jun? But today, this rival in love intends to marry himself as a bride."

Hua Jue said: "Then I am also his wife, if you don't believe me, you can ask him."

Wumei smiled again and stopped talking.Hua Jue was distracted, thinking about the past with Xuanlong. He didn't come back to his senses until the sound of gongs and drums. He was startled to realize that Xuanlong turned into a dragon and circled down, slowly descending on the altar.

The black dragon god, Jun Wei was so powerful that everyone present was silent for a moment.Hua Jue wanted to run up immediately, but he forced himself to stop his wish.

"What is the name of the god?" Wumei came out and asked loudly.

"The name of the god is mocking the wind." Dragon God replied in a low voice.

"Why did God come?"

Xuanlong replied: "Because of my beloved."

"Who is the good man?"

Everyone present stood up at the same time, craned their necks and looked over here.Under the altar, stood a masked man in a wedding dress, bowing his head, as if a little shy.

The emperor sat on a higher place, and even his face was not clear.

The Dragon God's deep eyes swept around, and suddenly raised his head and screamed, and rushed towards the front of the court steps, bringing a gust of wind, and a faint laugh came from the wind: "My beloved... It's the person in front of you."

When Hua Jue realized it, he had already been lifted to the center of the altar by the black dragon with his collar in his mouth, where he was firmly protected.

"Who is that person?" More people asked one after another, and there was a commotion on the Ziwei stage, and they all begged and asked: "What's going on? Why did Lord Xiaofeng choose a priest? This—"

"It's against the rules."

A voice rang out coldly, from the person who was supposed to be the consort of the gods.The grass hag lifted up her crimson mask, squinted her eyes and looked in the middle of the altar, and slowly pieced together the name of the boy in red in the middle: "Hua—Jue."

Xuanlong fell to the ground and turned into a human form, holding Hua Jue tightly in his arms: "Don't be afraid, as I said, you are the only one in this life, and you will not marry anyone else."

Hua Jue was wearing a bright red priest's dress, but it looked like another wedding dress.Caught off guard and caught in the middle of the altar, he was flustered at first, but after hearing Xuanlong's voice, he suddenly calmed down and said softly: "You really didn't give me a chance."

"what chance?"

"Snatch a kiss." Hua Jue blinked at him, then clenched Xuanlong's hand.

The atmosphere on the field suddenly became tense, not only because Hua Jue sensed it, although Xuan Long was talking to him relaxedly, but his whole body was on guard.The grass hag in the wedding gown had no expression on her face, but her eyes seemed to have another face, and her canthus was completely cracked.

Xuan Long said softly: "Originally, I planned to solve this matter alone."

As he spoke, he took Hua Jue's hand and walked forward slowly.

Hua Jue followed him and said "Yes".

"But you came over suddenly and disrupted my plan, so I started to think about another thing." Xuan Long looked at him tenderly, "You are right, if there is something, we should bear it together, I will never leave you alone again, how do you feel?"

Hua Jue said loudly: "I think this is very good."

Xuan Long held his hand tightly: "Then remember it, no matter what you see or encounter later, remember to be with me. If I can't go out, you have to take me out. "

Hua Jue asked in surprise, "Me?"

Before Xuanlong could answer, he seemed to have confirmed it in his mind, nodded earnestly and said: "Okay, me."

It seemed that there was something that made him believe that it was okay, no matter what he encountered, he could keep his promise.Hua Jue didn't know the source of such self-confidence, but it seemed to grow out of thin air, which surprised him endlessly.Because there are people you like around you, so you have nothing to fear.

As the words fell, the invisible wind suddenly condensed into a solid form, surging from the side of the altar.Xuanlong ignored it, and then led him down slowly.Hua Jue lowered her eyes, and saw tiny cracks appearing on Xuanlong's hand holding him, with tiny blood seeping inside.

"Don't worry about it, just keep going." Xuanlong continued.

Hua Jue nodded, and walked down side by side with him earnestly, as if the front was the end of their casual walk.On and off the stage, a distance of several hundred feet suddenly opened up, and a green barrier appeared in front of the two of them, and they fell into it with a slight movement of their feet. Hua Jue lowered his head and looked carefully, it was green vines and grass.

The hard and flexible vines pierced the body of the god, bringing out warm blood.Xuanlong's footsteps wobbled, he supported Hua Jue and said, "Let's go."

Hua Jue echoed, moved his feet, and was surprised to find that there was no grass growing under his feet, and those awl-like things seemed to avoid him.He didn't look back, he knew that the places he walked behind were all dyed red by Xuanlong's blood, winding all the way.

His heart hurts.

Metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, the altar is a magic circle controlled by others.Every time the two of them passed by, the horror on Grass Witch's face increased. As the two of them got closer to the audience, more people noticed: "That priest is fine! Why?"

The person in the wedding dress was motionless and silent.

When the two came in front of him, Hua Jue gritted her teeth and tried her best to support Xuanlong to walk.Xuanlong couldn't stand still anymore, the wind blades tore his body, the vines pulled his bones, and the five-element magic circle walked by one by one, and even if he didn't die, his skin would peel off.Xuan Long raised his eyelids, looked at the cold figure standing in front of him with a smile, and asked, "How?"

That was the most gentle look he had ever given him.The grass hag said coldly: "You already know."

Xuan Long nodded: "Yes, I know. I don't need your book anymore. I never need anyone to tell me who the person I like is."

"Then you have to know who the person you like first." The grass hag raised her palm, pointed falsely, and said in a hateful voice: "Whoever betrays me will be a puppet forever!"

At this moment, the color of Xuanlong's pupils changed from black to deep red, and then from dark red to dark again, and so on and on, until the corners of his eyes finally climbed to deep gray.Hua Jue had seen him like this before, it was the appearance of Xuanlong falling into a demon, he squeezed Xuanlong's fingers worriedly, and asked softly: "Jiaofeng?"

Xuanlong turned his head to look at him, his eyes were indifferent and did not reflect his shadow.

At this moment, Hua Jue felt that she was sucked in by his eyes—the killing, hiding, and running of the ancient dragon god up to now, all merged with him, vividly presented in front of him.He was dizzy for a moment, looked down and saw his hands stretched into claws, his legs flying into the air as tails, he couldn't tell if he was walking on the back of Xuanlong, or he himself became a dragon.

He only saw himself fighting, fighting.I don't know when the scene was, surrounded by scorching hot and dazzling Huoshaoyun, which enveloped him and pushed him down the sea with suffocating heat, and he couldn't help but let out a long howl in the pain of tearing his whole body.

"Return to the mocking wind! Return to the mocking wind!"

There was a stern and cold shout above the cloud flow, and Hua Jue felt a surge of fear in her heart—is there a time when the mocking wind is so afraid?

Then he fell into the water, the freezing water of the cold river in the twelfth lunar month was so dark that he couldn't see anything.His breath was cold, and he silently blended into this icy water, wandering aimlessly.The thunder wound on his body was as painful as ten thousand ants devouring his heart. He let out a long sigh, and bumped into a huge and sharp iron net head-on, trapping him like a school of lost fish, allowing him to struggle without moving a muscle.

"The mocking wind returns!"

Hua Jue's consciousness has been completely reversed, and his spirit merged with Xuanlong uncontrollably.The grass ghost drives the puppet technique, making the fallen dragon god run back and forth in the formation, repeatedly tasting the pain of the five elements, the sharp vines penetrate the soles of the feet, spread along the bones, and probe towards the heart; the wind blade cuts His skin seemed to be cut deep into his mind.

The extreme pain gave birth to extreme anger, which was the same as the last time I met Grandma Yao's heart-eating technique. Blood color suddenly appeared in Hua Jue's eyes. He wanted to reach out for the judge's pen and let the omnipotent god end this pain, but he I didn't touch anything, and there is no judge's pen in the world.He could only scratch deep bloodstains on his arms, hating himself for being powerless——

Yes, nothing can be done.It was the incompetence when he saw a giant dragon with an incurable lightning wound and hugged him in his arms with attachment. It was the incompetence of being in the world 20 years ago and witnessing the tragic death of a good person. It was watching Yao Feimeng The grandparent and grandson are on an irreversible road of revenge. He can do nothing but wish the two of them a safe life in the future.

It was himself—the impotence of being someone who shouldn't have been born, who still didn't know what he could do.

The voice in my mind kept echoing: "The mocking wind returns!"

Hua Jue suddenly opened her eyes, and saw a familiar face in front of her, it was Xuanlong's face, still gentle, with bright eyes, black and white, as clear as the stream in Jiangling.

Xuanlong's eyes were no longer red, but it was his own eyes that really turned red—Hua Jue saw from the reflection in Xuanlong's eyes that his eyes were blood red and the whites of his eyes were gray, which was an extremely evil omen.

Not far away, a white figure fell down straight, with blood bursting from his body, and the wound was like a crack after broken porcelain.

That is the way of death and scars that can only be caused by a judge's pen, and it is the word "broken" that Hua Jue is all too familiar with.

Xuan Long gently kissed his face: "Go back to your seat."

Hua Jue repeated in confusion: "Return to... position?"

"Return the judge's pen." Xuanlong said softly, "I'll wait for you to come back."

When Hua Jue really woke up, he realized that the people around him had been torn apart, and the gods, after being tortured by the five elements, turned into nothingness, and gently hugged his sweetheart in the air.Two emerald green beads rolled on the ground, together with a section of white keel, they were picked up and put in their hands carefully.